I’ve been home for a week and I’m trying to stave off the post-travel blues a little while longer. So I’ve decided to write a bit of a bonus post to answer the frequent questions I get about how to…
Return to summer
Well, that’s it, folks. I’m back on this side of the Atlantic, back in home sweet home Montreal. I arrived after a pretty painless flight from Amsterdam, on which I managed to doze a bit more, though I was still…
Halfway home
Hello from Amsterdam. Yep, I’m back in Europe, which puts me a bit more than halfway home. I made it here this morning after a relatively painless overnight flight from Cape Town. I actually managed to get a decent night’s…
Long way home
The one problem with Africa? It’s so damn far away. I’m back in Cape Town, hanging out at the airport waiting for my flight. I arrived here about an hour ago after an uneventful flight from Windhoek, but that was…
Return to Windhoek
Full circle An early rise this morning, breakfast, down with the tents. I think we’ve finally got the routine down pat. Too bad it’s our last night of camping. George was under the hood of the truck fiddling with the…
Sand dunes and canyons
Sand, sand and more sand I’m not sure if it’s a hazing ritual, a practical joke played on tourists, or the most amazing thing ever. Maybe a bit of all three. But we woke up at 4:30am this morning in…
Into the desert
Back on the road today, as we headed inland, away from the cloudy coast and into the sandy desert. The morning started off with a few last minute errands in Swakopmund, including a stop at a shoe store that made…
Chilling in Swakopmund
Swakopmund is pretty cool. I mean that both figuratively and literally. While you are all sweating in the heat and humidity back home, I’ve just been chilling in the cloudy, cool temperatures here. It’s been in the low teens by…
To the Skeleton Coast
The night was freezing — the first really cold night on the trip. I think it’s because the clouds had rolled in. The morning was damp, overcast and misty, making the air feel that much colder. I haven’t seen clouds…
Big red rocks (reprise)
Sunrise over the rocks Wow, what a morning! George had offered us a ‘sleep-in’ — until 7am, hah! — but most of us woke up around 6:15 to go watch the sunrise. The campsite was surrounded by giant boulders, and…